C1037 Muhan

She soothed the child while checking his pulse and found he had a slight fever. Lan Qingjia frowned and instructed her maid, "Go get my silver needles." Another maid quickly responded, "They're already here."

Lan Qingjia was about to place the child on a small couch when Murong Xue, who had just gotten out of bed, saw the tear-streaked face of the child and felt a pang of sympathy